National Affairs: 'Criticism Responsible

Most people in West Palm Beach, Fla., thought George W. Moore was a
bootlegger. They had seen a truck backing up to his home, unloading
bottles. Four U. S. Prohibition agents, with a search warrant from a U.
S. commissioner, went to Moore's house one evening last week. Two
approached the front door, two the rear. The search warrant was
exhibited. From behind closed doors buckshot poured into the warm
darkness.

When Chief of Police Frank Matthews arrived, he had to argue with Moore
for 20 minutes to put down his shotgun and accept...